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This is about Cyrilla as you can already tell.

Prologue:

The year of the Dragon had come around once again, and eggs were being delivered to the egg cave. It was midnight, and all the other dragons were asleep so the spirits could deliver in peace. Sometimes, they delivered each individual or a few their own egg in their crates. This year's batch was big, and the spirits placed them down silently and flew back into the clouds after putting a protective forcefield around the cave to stop intruders from coming in. They disappeared and the eggs were glowing with a silver tint in the moonlight. No creature even the most powerful, could break the forcefield of the spirits, it was more powerful than any dragon could imagine. It would only break when the Chronicler held the festival, but that wasn't for a while. The elders got up for a private meeting and saw the glowing eggs in the small, rocky cave. Tomas was in his middle ages and his eyes grew wide at the sight of the eggs.
"The forcefield has been put up, and I have my eye on one particular egg," he whispered suspicioucly. That egg, was the egg of Cyrilla.

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Chapter 1:

It was the festival and Tomas was up at the crack of dawn. The Chronicler awoke and saw Tomas near the cave.
"Ah, a young enthusiast. Have you got your eye on one particular egg?" He asked. Tomas blushed.
"I uh, uh, uh, yes, uh, I do," he stuttered.
"Very well then. You'd better get it quick, others are eager as well, you know," the Chronicler replied.
At the time for the cave to be opened, Tomas dived in and grabbed the red egg. Another strong looking dragon wanted it too.
"ENOUGH! Time for the ceremony!" Roared the Chronicler. Tomas smirked at the other dragon, which turned out to be a female.
"Now, those of you who have never been to a Year of the Dragon ceremony, here's how it works. Each of you pick one egg and bring the one that was placed in your crates at home." Tomas smiled, looking down at a glistening white egg. "I know the names of the dragons and therefore I will introduce you to them. I shall then present you with two very special eggs, supposed to be with you. We will then celebrate and sleep here until the dragons hatch. Then, the dragonflies will be given out. Sound good? Ok, let's start," The Chronicler explained. He introduced a few parents to their eggs, then he called Tomas.
"This red egg is called Cyrilla. She may be short-tempered at times, but she's generally friendly. This white one is Bella. She's protective and kind. Here are two eggs which the personality you must find out for yourself," he said to Tomas. Tomas was given a blue egg and a yellow egg, he was so excited.

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